We are well past the halfway point of this pregnancy! While at times I thought it would never end (i.e., weeks 6 through 15), the past few weeks have slipped away in the blink of an eye. And, I'm sad. There's something so magical -- but yet so grounding -- about being pregnant. For me, it's a time when I feel so much more connected to God and His creation, to my husband, and to my mom. I love the belly, even if that means my wardrobe is drastically limited. I love the kicks and gymnastics, even when they keep me up at night. I even kind of like the heartburn because I am a believer in the old wives tale that you have heartburn while your baby is growing hair. Fawn arrived with a head full of the most beautiful, softest, dark hair. I keep picturing our new baby with that sweet fuzz!
Right now, though, the thing that warms my heart the most is Fawn's enthusiasm for this little one. Whenever he spots a baby in public, he shouts "there's a baby". And, then follows up with -- "I'll bring my baby to [fill in name of location]". And, he prays for the baby (whom he currently calls "Figaro") every night by saying "And thank you for Figaro" -- it is too sweet! I just know he is going to be the most wonderful big brother, though I'm not sure his younger sibling will ever get a word in edge-wise.
So now we wait until February. When I'm flipping through my calendar, that seems like a lifetime away. But, when I stop to think about all that is going to occur between now and then (beach trip with Buck's family, Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, and Fawn's third birthday -- not to mention multiple other family birthdays!) I know it will be here before we know it. We can't wait to meet you little one -- we love you already!
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